The next day, Jones arrived at Heard as promised.

This time, he went alone and didn't take Dora with him. Leaving Quaint alone in the castle, Jones was a little uneasy.

At night, Hilde is still as bustling as ever, and the streets are full of people of all races and merchants.

There are goblins selling their destructive new products. There are dwarves peddling their gear. There were elves who set up a stall in the corner, silently selling their magic potions. Of course, the hottest products here will always be slaves.

Walking through the streets of Heard, Jones had seen at least three tables with all sorts of slaves being auctioned.

"This young master, don't you really want to take a look at our new goods?

"The new Blood Elf Maiden!The Blood Elf Maiden! Pure and Immaculate!You are satisfied!"

"Dragon egg! Want a dragon? With this egg, you can have a dragon! Of course, it could just be a wurm! Who knows if it doesn't hatch?"

All of the Blood Lords were actually slave owners, so the slave trade flourished here than anywhere else on the continent, even compared to the Barbarian Territories, which were also slaves. It not only satisfies the daily needs of the blood lords, but also satisfies their strange evil tastes.

Jones suddenly had an idea: the race that stood on the stage and was auctioned off was actually the same race that did business offstage. I wonder how those dwarves, elves, and humans would feel when they saw their compatriots being auctioned off as slaves.

"A stunningly beautiful blood girl!

Jones sighed helplessly: "Well, the blood clan is also being auctioned. I'm probably the only one here who thinks this way. ”

"Black Iron Dwarf! With him, you can have a blacksmith shop!

Jones suddenly stopped and looked at the stage. He saw a rare dwarf without a single beard standing dumbfounded in shabby clothes, shackled on his hands, and allowed the goblins to be sold.

"A black iron dwarf can have a blacksmith shop?" Jones craned his neck, "Excuse me, how much does this black iron dwarf cost?"

"Hey, hey, hey, this little young master, you really have a vision! This black iron dwarf is definitely a first-class good!" The goblin on the stage hurriedly ran towards the end where Jones was, and stretched out two fingers: "Not much, two thousand gold coins!"

Jones turned and left.

Behind him, the goblin was still shouting: "Little master, don't go! 1,900 gold coins! 1,008!

Even a thousand Jones would not look back, for he looked through his pockets and found only fifty-two gold coins. That's Jones' full worth now. Yes, only fifty-two gold coins. Not to mention the son of a lord, even among the freedmen of the blood clan, he is poor.

Probably because I've been following Gray for a long time, I don't have any concept of money. After all, the Silver Moon Knights don't need to spend money anywhere. Jones hadn't thought about money for a long time.

But......

"I'll have to stay here for a long time anyway, so why don't I get my own castle and move out and live alone?" Jones muttered to himself.

This is a big problem and a goal for ordinary blood clans. After all, building a castle, or buying one, is a lot of money. And maintaining a castle and supporting a large number of slaves requires a stable income. And Jones has neither.

Of course, there is an advantage to staying in the Silver Moon Knights for a long time, they are not long, and they are bold. At least Jones doesn't feel impossible.

After a while, Jones finally arrived at the agreed place—a hotel that was not luxurious.

The rough exterior walls look like they're about to fall dirt. The semi-circular windows are covered with colorful glass, and there is a melancholy feeling in the firelight. The place is very large, and there are many "people".

In fact, there are basically no luxury hotels in the territory of the blood clan. After all, the concept of blood clan territory is extremely strong, powerful, and wealthy blood clans generally have their own territory, and they like to hide in their own homes. Even if there are guests, they are invited to their own homes. Those who come to this kind of place are usually foreign merchants from the Blood's territory, or Blood's freedmen who don't have their own territory.

However, when it was so close to his home, why would Adair invite himself to such a place?

With that in mind, Jones stepped into the hotel.

On the first floor was the hall, full of broken tables, full of all races, eating, shouting, and noisy. Food fell haphazardly to the floor, and even a few rats ran by.

There are also four zombie soldiers guarding the staircase going upstairs, and no one is allowed to approach.

This is the hotel's own defense.

In the distance, Jones had seen the housekeeper of the Adair family guarding the staircase. When he saw Jones, he hurriedly walked over. The pace was fast, and it seemed that he didn't want to stop in this place for a moment.

"Young Master Jones, my young master is already upstairs. Let's go up. ”

Jones nodded.

Led by the butler, Jones stepped up the stairs, step by step.

When I went up to the second floor, the whole environment seemed to change all at once. The floor was carpeted, the walls were whitewashed, and there were even some decorations, not as smooth as downstairs. Of course, taste is up for consideration. It feels more like a mash-up of things that don't have any style at all.

The guests eating in the lobby on the second floor looked like they were at least the freedmen of the Blood Clan. And, of course, there are things like Elf Merchant. As for those races that are considered inferior, such as humans, goblins, and dwarves, there are none. Although there are many wealthy low-class businessmen in Hilde.

"Master Jones, over here. ”

Led by the butler, Jones continued upwards and eventually came to the door of a room on the fifth floor.

"Young Master Adair, Young Master Jones has arrived. The butler knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in!" said Adair's voice from the room.

As soon as the door opened, before Jones could react, Adair had already hugged Jones: "Welcome! My dear brother! Come, I'll introduce you to a friend!"

With that, he pulled Jones inside.

There was another person in the room.

Dressed in a blue dress, with a tall figure, short brown hair, and a handsome and emaciated face. Judging from the appearance, it should be an adult blood clan.

He smiled and saluted Jones, "Hello, Master Jones. My name is Adolfo Cappadocia. First time meeting, nice to meet you. ”

Cappadocia, which is a very old blood family name.

"Hello, I'm Jones. Jones paused for a moment, smiled, and returned the salute somewhat unnaturally.

"Shall we sit down first?" said Adair with a smile.

At Adair's beckoning, both Jones and Adolf sat down.

This room is quite stylish, at least not as messy as the first floor, and not as messy as the second floor. But if you want to talk about the special features, probably there is only that balcony. An expansive, almost the size of the room itself, with views over the whole of Heard. However, such a view would obviously not be of interest to Adair, because the scenery in his castle was far better than that of this one.

So, what is the reason for coming here?

Jones's gaze alternated between Adair and Adolf, consciously or unconsciously.

"That's what I told you, to introduce to your friends. He also wants to get to know you very much. As he poured his tea, he smiled and said, "Actually, I've only known him for a short time. It was because of him that I knew about you. ”

"Because of him?" Jones looked toward Adolf.

"Yes. Adolf spread his hands and said, "I heard that the Lich King's adopted son is a Bloodline, and he happened to tell me your name, and I mentioned it in passing when I was chatting with Master Adar. Unexpectedly, Young Master Adair checked and found that your father's territory was not far from here. And, you just happened to be home. It's a beautiful coincidence. ”

"Really?" Jones smiled symbolically.

"I have to thank you, Adolf, for it was because of you that I met my brother Jones. He's now a member of my brotherhood. As he spoke, Adair turned his face to look at Jones again: "I mentioned this to Adolf yesterday, and he was very interested in getting to know you. So, I'm going to invite you over. Actually, I don't really like the Brotherhood shows, after all...... What's the point? I'm just going to echo the other Bloods, they all like it. And I, in fact, prefer to drink tea together, or drink alcohol, chat, and meet a little new people. For example, a capable, well-connected friend like Adolf. You don't count, Jones, you're my brother. ”

Jones could only smile awkwardly. To be honest, he didn't like Adair's repeated mention of the word "brother", although Jones did join his brotherhood. But at least in Jones's eyes, their relationship wasn't that good.

Before Jones could speak, Adair added, "Adolf and I met at a slave auction, he is a blood clan from the north and has always lived in the human world. ”

"Gustav Empire?" Jones asked casually.

"Yes. Adolf nodded and said with a smile, "My family has always lived in the Gustav Empire, disguised as humans. So, I don't come here very often. ”

"Cappadocia is an ancient surname, and we always thought that this family was extinct, but we didn't expect it to be hidden in the human world. If he hadn't taken out the medal of the Cappadocia family and had known one of my uncles, I would have almost thought he was a liar. ”

"If we hadn't taken a fancy to the same slave, we wouldn't have known each other. ”

"Then we should thank that slave?"

"Makes sense. You should do this, after all, that slave was eventually bought by you. ”

As they spoke, the two of them laughed.

Jones listened quietly.

It was a different form of party, but it was still so boring for Jones. Of course, it's just boring.

Adair is a very good talker, and no matter what he says, he always takes "my brother Jones" with him. Adolf, on the other hand, was a very polite and friendly man. No matter what Adair says, Adolf always takes it respectfully. The two of them chatted very freely.

Jones, by contrast, was a bit out of place, unable to interject and unsure of what to say.

For some reason, Jones always felt that Adolf's eyes were staring at him, consciously or unconsciously.

In the middle of the conversation, Adolf suddenly diverted the topic and asked, "Then again, Jones, how did you become the adopted son of the Lich King?" I've always been curious about that. Why the Lich ...... There will be an adopted son, and why, would he choose a blood clan as his adopted son?"

As he spoke, Adolphus frowned and stared at Jones.

Jones smiled awkwardly: "Because...... He beat me up. ”

"Can being defeated by the Lich King make him his adopted son?" said Adair jokingly, "Doesn't he have many adopted sons?"

"Of course not, just ...... By coincidence. As it happens, I became his adopted son. Jones smiled awkwardly again.

Adair hurriedly played a round: "It seems that this is his and his adoptive father's little secret, let's not ask." ”

The atmosphere was a little cold.

Another unpleasant party.

When leaving, Adolf enthusiastically said that he would pick a day to visit Jones's house, and Jones casually agreed. After all, it doesn't matter.

"I always felt that he knew me on purpose, not by coincidence. Jones muttered to himself as he flew, "Forget it, leave him alone." Let's think about how to get a castle, I suddenly became interested in owning my own castle. But first, you have to be rich...... How do I have to get the money? A castle costs at least 100,000 gold coins, right? Don't count on my father's side, he doesn't have 100,000 gold coins. Adel ...... I don't want to look for him. Maybe I should sell Gu Ya, after all, she's worth 30,000 gold coins. ”

When he said this, Jones himself was startled, and quickly shook his head violently to throw the idea out.

"100,000 gold coins is a lot. But...... Wait, maybe I can borrow money! Find Camilla! She's sure she has! And I'll pay her back! Buy some more slaves like dwarven craftsmen who can make money. Anyway, it's quite easy for the blood clan to make money, as long as I save a little, I can pay it off soon. Write a letter to her and ask for it. If that's not enough, you can look for Bob, Irene, and Carey, and I found that I know quite a few rich people, except for Gray, who are basically rich. Well...... You have to be ready to exchange, otherwise it will be too wasteful to transport 100,000 gold coins over. Then try to find a cheap castle as much as possible, anyway, I don't think it's much worse to stay anywhere. Well, that's it!"

Cheers, Jones flew all the way back, even flapping his wings a lot faster.

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